King James VersionIsaiah59

Isaiah

1 Be­hold, the LORD'S hand is not short­ened, that it can­not save; nei­ther his ear heavy, that it can­not hear: 2 But your in­iq­ui­ties have sep­a­rat­ed be­tween you and your God, and your sins have hid his face from you, that he will not hear. 3 For your hands are de­filed with blood, and your fin­gers with in­iq­ui­ty; your lips have spo­ken lies, your tongue hath mut­tered per­verse­ness. 4 None cal­leth for jus­tice, nor any plead­eth for truth: they trust in van­i­ty, and speak lies; they con­ceive mis­chief, and bring forth in­iq­ui­ty. 5 They hatch cock­a­trice' eggs, and weave the spider's web: he that eateth of their eggs di­eth, and that which is crushed breaketh out into a viper. 6 Their webs shall not be­come gar­ments, nei­ther shall they cov­er them­selves with their works: their works are works of in­iq­ui­ty, and the act of vi­o­lence is in their hands. 7 Their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed in­no­cent blood: their thoughts are thoughts of in­iq­ui­ty; wast­ing and de­struc­tion are in their paths. 8 The way of peace they know not; and there is no judg­ment in their go­ings: they have made them crooked paths: whoso­ev­er goeth there­in shall not know peace. 9 There­fore is judg­ment far from us, nei­ther doth jus­tice over­take us: we wait for light, but be­hold ob­scu­ri­ty; for bright­ness, but we walk in dark­ness. 10 We grope for the wall like the blind, and we grope as if we had no eyes: we stum­ble at noon­day as in the night; we are in des­o­late places as dead men. 11 We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judg­ment, but there is none; for sal­va­tion, but it is far off from us. 12 For our trans­gres­sions are mul­ti­plied be­fore thee, and our sins tes­ti­fy against us: for our trans­gres­sions are with us; and as for our in­iq­ui­ties, we know them; 13 In trans­gress­ing and ly­ing against the LORD, and de­part­ing away from our God, speak­ing op­pres­sion and re­volt, con­ceiv­ing and ut­ter­ing from the heart words of false­hood. 14 And judg­ment is turned away back­ward, and jus­tice standeth afar off: for truth is fall­en in the street, and eq­ui­ty can­not en­ter. 15 Yea, truth faileth; and he that de­parteth from evil maketh him­self a prey: and the LORD saw it, and it dis­pleased him that there was no judg­ment. 16 And he saw that there was no man, and won­dered that there was no in­ter­ces­sor: there­fore his arm brought sal­va­tion unto him; and his righ­teous­ness, it sus­tained him. 17 For he put on righ­teous­ness as a breast­plate, and an hel­met of sal­va­tion upon his head; and he put on the gar­ments of vengeance for cloth­ing, and was clad with zeal as a cloke. 18 Ac­cord­ing to their deeds, ac­cord­ing­ly he will re­pay, fury to his ad­ver­saries, rec­om­pence to his en­e­mies; to the is­lands he will re­pay rec­om­pence. 19 So shall they fear the name of the LORD from the west, and his glo­ry from the ris­ing of the sun. When the en­e­my shall come in like a flood, the Spir­it of the LORD shall lift up a stan­dard against him. 20 And the Re­deemer shall come to Zion, and unto them that turn from trans­gres­sion in Ja­cob, saith the LORD. 21 As for me, this is my covenant with them, saith the LORD; My spir­it that is upon thee, and my words which I have put in thy mouth, shall not de­part out of thy mouth, nor out of the mouth of thy seed, nor out of the mouth of thy seed's seed, saith the LORD, from hence­forth and for ev­er.